SOFA AS SELF-PORTRAIT

They say dogs resemble their owners. I say sofas do. My best friend, God bless him, has a sofa that is flat, soft, squarish and damn well-designed, just like him. My mother-in-law’s uber-comfy, cushioned, russet-red flop-slop is a fine reflection of her watching The Bill. My long, weathered, angular, awkward number is me in all but a pulse. Tonight, alone, unviewed by the knowing world, take to your sofa like a first time lover and see how you get on. Then kick back, light a ciggie and watch the DFS ads together.

August 3, 2009
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  1. Wednesday on August 8th, 2009 7:33 pm

    The left arm of our sofa is broken where Stuart stood on it…

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